The food tastes like nothing at all. One bite and you feel sick. Not even worth a star. You don't even ask what meat you want.
I have never experienced such a bad kebab shop in my entire life.
It's not particularly comfortable there. The meat tastes ok, but after a third of the kebab there is only salad. I feel like paying €7 for salad in bread is a lot.
I was expecting delicious Indian food, but unfortunately I got a dish that was really inadequate for the price.
Unfortunately, I can't say anything good about the service, as the staff didn't really act in a customer-friendly manner with us.
All in all I wouldn't recommend it unfortunately...
Give your dirty driver some change, otherwise next time he'll go back completely without any money... The last 3 times it said there was no change of money…. Are they doing this to get extra tips or do you send your drivers off without any money? Both sad...
If you like goulash ice cream and hot, you're in good hands here. Unfortunately, dumplings were still frozen. Pre-ordered by phone, but many dishes were no longer in stock. Christmas party was a failure. Hot chocolate was just cocoa. Despite cold feet, 2 stars for the ambience. The delivery order of the food was not taken into account. The first dish came with the starter. As a gesture of goodwill, we were given a 30% discount.
I had to queue for 30 minutes to eat and the preparation also took 10 minutes. For me it was a point where perhaps more people could work. The food itself was good.
Everyone is extremely overwhelmed and without systems. (However, I can only judge the day - maybe it's different on other days)!! The toilets were broken - there was no way to wash your hands or disinfect them
The atmosphere at McDonalds is warmer. The last guest has barely finished their order when you get the impatient request “next one please”. The order was quickly placed and received without a word. Annoyed, you get the beeper that alerts you that the finished dish has been picked up.
The plate that was picked up cannot be surpassed in terms of dreariness. No lettuce leaf, no ChiChi. Unfortunately, neither did the promised tartar sauce. When I pointed out that the tartar sauce was missing, I was handed it over without a word, without an apology, and without a friendly “bon appetit”. The highlight was the nice gentleman who asked after the meal if he could take the plates with him.
Unfortunately our favorite Italian restaurant was closed. We could have eaten there for 5 euros more with warm people in a great atmosphere.